Chapter 145: Caught in the Game 25

Gu Ziyan nodded, seemingly in agreement with Shang Linjun’s actions. As he looked at the car in the median strip, its front end severely crumpled, a sense of worry welled up within him. Tentatively, he asked, "Are you going to tell Miss Jinxie now that you and Mo Qinghan were never actually married abroad?"

The cold evening wind brushed against Shang Linjun’s face with a certain indifference. The smoke he had just inhaled drifted into the chilly air as he exhaled. His expression froze, and the light in his eyes dimmed. He shook his head, thinking to himself, "Back then, I lied to Mo Qinghan, claiming we were married, only to make her believe in our bond as husband and wife. It was more effective for my revenge against He Zheyu and allowed me to keep a tighter grip on her movements..."

The atmosphere was awkward, but Lin walked straight ahead as if nothing were amiss. Seeing this, Liu Tong felt a sense of relief, as if the crisis had passed, and hurriedly returned to his computer.

Li Qiang knew he could no longer hide the truth from Zhou Rui, so he recounted everything that had happened in Washington. Upon hearing that Lin Chuan had been released from prison, Zhou Rui could not help but weep with joy, feeling a pang of regret that she hadn't gone to Washington herself to see him.

"Wait," Wan Zhongliang said, gritting his teeth. The person who told him his son could recover was none other than Han Tiankai, the Chief of the Yangcheng Public Security Bureau.

Making tea was a task that left a lot to be desired when handled by a rough man, and Zhou Kai had no skill for it anyway. He simply scattered the tea leaves into the pot and poured boiling water over them. The leaves immediately began to unfurl.

Lin Chuan felt Yang Zi’s surging passion. He wrapped his arms around her waist, savoring the sweetness of her kiss as their tongues intertwined and their lips remained inseparable.

Although Ning Qiu was a fire-awakened individual with two types of flame abilities, he had to rely on the physical strength of his body to resist the fire within the pit.

He did not believe Su Linglong had the courage to harm him, yet he wasn't so blinded by lust that he would go out without his bodyguards.

Bieli grasped this fact, which was why she was so unconcerned. More impressively, Lin suspected that she intended to use this opportunity to inject fresh blood into the guild.

Suddenly, a "gurgling" sound came from his stomach. His sphincter tightened, and he hurriedly clutched his belly and ran toward the restroom.

Sang Ning observed the change in Hu Zhi. Seeing that she had finally started to take things to heart, she rose quietly from her chair and left.

As the bedroom door closed before him, Tang Jinzhao squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his temples, his head aching.

He had not expected the turtle shell to be so tough; he had struck it so many times, yet there was no sign of it giving way.

With her face pressed against the man's chest, Bai Roujing was completely unaware that this man had already slipped beyond her control.

The four middle-aged men exchanged glances and burst into laughter. Their mocking, teasing expressions showed that they held the master and apprentice in total contempt.

Visible threads of Dao essence emanated from within, blooming into a sky full of radiance, like fire trees and silver flowers, never-ending.

She watched as the fire talisman dissolved on her chest, turning into a searing red liquid that seeped into her veins and throughout her body.

"Beer or hard liquor, take your pick," Sang Ning stared at Sang Youming, her lips curling into a cold, indifferent arc.

If any other sect wanted to surpass them later, they would need another disciple to achieve sudden enlightenment; otherwise, it would be impossible.

After calming down, Si Bailu recalled that the time of his rebirth had been one o'clock that afternoon.

"I am the auditor hired by President Wang, and you are Mrs. Wang's lawyer. If the two of us get involved, there's no guarantee this matter won't be compromised." Lin Xi was learning from Zhou Xun how to seduce others.

Tang Ling’s attitude was arrogant, and she spoke as if it were the absolute truth. Fu Mingyan felt a bellyful of fire with nowhere to vent, stomping her feet in anger, her resentment toward Fu Jinyan growing even deeper.

Having finally shaken off her previous lethargy, she felt that sitting still and waiting for death was not a good move, especially since she wanted to confirm whether Jiang Chenyu had truly turned dark.

Fu Jinyan chuckled, lowered his head, and kissed her earlobe lightly. She quickly covered her ears, her face turning red instantly, the flush spreading all the way to her ears.